The Primal Hunter

”Your actions were needless and just made unnecessary trouble for him,” Duskleaf said as Vilastromoz teleported back to his usual chambers. ”Your intent, I assume.”

”You know me so well,” the Viper smiled at his disciple.

”Are you disappointed?” Duskleaf asked. ”You would have killed all four of them in a heartbeat just to avoid the slightest inconvenience. A choice he didn’t even consider.”

”No… if I wanted him to be a mirror image of me, I wouldn’t like him nearly as much,” Vilastromoz shook his head. ”Sentimentality can be healthy as long as he doesn’t overdo it.”

”His Path is not yours and never will be,” Duskleaf sighed. ”He is far more controlled than you ever were.”

Vilastromoz smirked. ”You say that… and yet I wonder what happens when he is truly pushed. I believe we shall come to discover that his and my extremes are not that different. That the lines he is willing to cross are far less controlled and restained than you believe.”

Duskleaf frowned but didn’t speak further. Not entirely able to disagree.

Reika had been at many social gatherings in her life and done plenty of convincing and negotiating. She had worked for her clan and even argued for more research funding… but trying to convince three fanatics that meeting their god and someone who was essentially a prophet wasn’t that big of a deal was way out of her league. To make it worse, then they had hung out with Jake and been casual with him for quite a while already, and this seemed to only hit them harder as they, in retrospect, viewed their actions as insulting if not downright blasphemous. This was clearly not something where logic could win.

After she had made the barrier and Jake was gone, it put a dampener on the mood, and Irin finally lifted her head as she stared at Reika. ”You knew?”

”Yes,” Reika just answered.

”For how long?”

”Since before we entered the Order. Jake’s identity is hidden here but not on our planet,” Reika explained. ”Back there, everyone with any status knows.”

”How…” Irin muttered as she fell silent again.

Bastilla still looked at Reika with disbelief without speaking as Reika sighed. She considered her approach to try and salvage the situation they found themselves in. She knew that her own casual demeanor was already way off from what the three of them would expect of her and would use that in her approach.

Rather than attempt to spin a tale of lies or a new cover-up, she decided to just go with the truth… a slightly modified truth with a good deal of her own conjecture mixed in, but the truth nonetheless.

”You must remember that Jake and I come from a planet that hasn’t even had the system for a few years yet. I didn’t even believe gods actually existed before the system arrived, and there is a good chance Jake didn’t either. Moreover, we come from a world with a modern culture focused heavily on individualism and a belief in personal freedom and equality. At least the parts of the world we were from. No one was inherently superior to others, at least we believed they weren’t, and anyone claiming to be better due to their inborn traits was heavily ostracized and looked down upon,” Reika began explaining as the three of them listened.

”The concept of others being superior is so foreign to us and also why I personally have a hard time adapting to a world with literal gods. It is a slow process, but I am getting more acclimated to it these days. I know they are superior; I know that a being such as the Malefic Viper is an existence I can barely dream of approaching, and I feel it deep in my bones every time I am confronted with a creature of superior strength and grade. But Jake does not feel this fear. You all know he has a Bloodline, and that Bloodline offers him innate resistance to auras and presences. Due to it, he does not feel the suppression of a god’s presence and coupled with his upbringing and inherent values and culture, he simply doesn’t share the same sentiment as most everyone in the multiverse. He does not experience fear nor reverence towards those superior to him, and in turn, he does not wish to be viewed as superior either simply due to what or who he is. Let us also be fair, Jake is not the most normal person, even on his best days. I do not say that to criticize him in any way either. Would anyone expect the Chosen of a Primordial to be normal? Has any of you ever met one before? I do not know if it is just me, but if each god can only have one Chosen, is it not only to be expected that person will be unique? And that the Chosen of a Primordial will be more special than any other?”

needed to speak rather carefully and avoid saying anything too incendiary. While Jake could get away with blasphemy, Reika didn’t believe she could. Not in a million years. She

was something she had pre-approved by Jake a long time ago. She had been told the properties of his Bloodline before and knew it allowed him to resist auras. Parts of her wondered if it had other aspects as well, but it wasn’t something she would

she quite honestly had no idea what expressions they made or what emotions those expressions represented. Bastilla also just stared blankly as she likely tried to process everything, and Irin looked

as I get Irin on board and we reach an understanding, she can rope in the two others. Jake will

are you thinking about right now?” she asked the demon. Even if she had an idea, she still

the Malefic One in person and have spoken to

I thought, Reika quickly realized as Irin

How could

hurting her hand a bit. ”Snap out of it already. Didn’t you hear a

the Chosen and the Malefic One wanted to hide his identity, you could figure it out on your own. Or you believing that any actions

dismissively,

don’t get it. This part is primarily my own conjecture, but while we know why Jake wanted to hide his identity, have you considered why the Malefic One approved?” Reika

I understand the thoughts of a Primordial, would it not make sense that this is related to the Path of his Chosen? Perhaps it has been deemed that he benefits from interactions with others without them knowing his true identity. Perhaps it is something entirely else. Either way, the Malefic Viper likely wants us to question his Chosen. Judge his Chosen. Allow his Chosen to grow. For him to make his own choices and walk his own Path not affected by his status. Do notice how the Malefic One even asked the opinion of Jake and seemed relaxed with him. Machinations far above our realm of understanding are taking place, and if we truly wish to show our loyalty, the best we can do is

the Chosen and not Jake the person goes directly against what he himself and the Viper wishes. So at the very least, try to treat him like a normal person. You have his permission and the permission of the Malefic One to do this,” Reika said, only lying a little

approach and interact with the Chosen in

most of them to do with self-preservation and fear of what could happen to her if Jake was genuinely mad or offended. So rather than Irin seeing it as a negative that she now knew, Reika wanted her to see it as something to take

seemed to focus and think it over. A few seconds passed before her eyes darted up. ”Are you certain that this is truly the

and I have treated Jake normally ever since we met. He even asked me to join for this dungeon run showing that he clearly isn’t offended

just act like you don’t know he is

I know it, but I don’t make it be what defines him. That is also his wish, and I

hides it,” Draskil muttered,

be a Chosen… Reika thought as she instead made a roundabout answer. ”Who are we to even try?

some good process, but there was still work to

chosen to run away to a

trying to hide your identity to begin with when you can’t be arsed to actually keep hiding?” sim-Jake asked the real Jake as they both sat in

I am the Chosen. It

is more the lack of decisiveness,” sim-Jake criticized. ”You half-ass so many things. You start doing something only to quit

have killed all four of them?” Jake asked with

for it eventually coming out when you barely try to stay under the radar. You are not going to change the entire multiverse and their views on gods or their Chosen. It is natural to submit to those more powerful than yourself, and they all know it. It is

conversation again,” Jake sighed as he stood up